The next place the husband and wife visited was a salon. Richard ordered the salon owner to beautify his wife with natural makeup and tidy up her disheveled hair.
Richard even told them to embellish Anxiaâs fingernails and toes.
His care and attention toward his wife knew no bounds, and he was willing to spend such a considerable fortune to spoil his wife and daughter.
Richard waited downstairs while Anxia was taken to the second floor to be transformed into a beautiful woman by the salon ownerâs magical hands.
Richard patiently waited while checking the stock changes on his tablet while his assistant reported on the cooperation contract with a company in Japan.
âWhat about that person? Have you found her yet?â
âYour guess is correct. That woman was not Mrs. Zhou. Master Yu purposely edited her photo to lure the young mistress out of hiding.â
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Richard rubbed his chin with a sarcastic snort. âFind out where Mrs. Zhou is. It doesnât matter if she lives or dies. You have to find her body. I donât want my wife to be provoked by fake informants.â
âYes, sir.â
Thijs Oldenhof, Richardâs assistant, has followed his employer for more than five years. And all this time, he had taken care of all the essential things dealing with work when his master suddenly disappeared and could not be reached. Thijs was so used to the sudden loss of his master that he was no longer surprised or panicked once his master did not come to the meeting of the prominent directors.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Thijs was also very familiar with his masterâs preferences. Richard was indeed a woman lover, but only to see and never do anything more that could arouse his lust. Mr. Stanley Calvin had educated his three children well so that they did not carelessly have sex with strangers at will, even though their environment was filled with promiscuity.
Thatâs why Thijs was very shocked when he heard his master was about to marry an Asian girl he had never seen. Qiao Anxia was beautiful, but not the most beautiful, let alone Richardâs real taste was a girl with blonde hair and blue eyes like European or American girls. Definitely not an Asian girl with dull black hair and eyes.
Thijs was even more shocked when he discovered that his master had a daughter. All this time, he thought he knew all the activities or scandals of his master. Apparently, Richard still had something to hide from him, which made him shake his head.
Itâs not that he wants to get a report on everything his master does. He just hopes that he finds out beforehand so he can prepare anything to anticipate the problems.
At first, he thought his master deliberately married the mother of his daughter because he wanted to provide family unity for his daughter. He thought Richard didnât like his wife and would abandon her.
But who would have thought the man would instead buy expensive things, even looking for ways to make Master Yu not interfere with his wifeâs life? Richard also sought the whereabouts of his wifeâs birth mother secretly and protected his wife from the clutches of Master Yu, who until now has not given up on getting back one of his best assassins.
Thijs could understand if Richard wanted to protect his baby daughter from bad people. He thought Richard would keep his daughter away from Anxia so that his daughter would not get involved in her motherâs dangerous work. And for the umpteenth time, Richard proved his expectation wrong by making his daughterâs mother his wife.
Thijs couldnât understand why his master had even brought a dangerous human being into his family. Was Richard not afraid that he would die someday?
âIs there something you want to say?â
Richardâs question interrupted Thijsâ thoughts. âItâs nothing. I just donât understand your decision to marry her. Arenât you afraid?â
Richard glanced up at the stairs leading to the second floor. âI would be lying if I said Iâm not. Iâm afraid I wonât see the sunrise one day as Iâm already dead. Iâm afraid she will find my flaw and take my daughter away from me.â
âThen... why?â
âWho knows? Maybe because I canât let her go? After reading the reports regarding her background, I had a strong urge to pull her out of her world. I want to give her what she could never get before.â
Thijs gave Richard an understanding smile. âIt seems you are already smitten with her.â
Richard chuckled at that. âI donât know if thatâs true, but I think Iâm pretty protective of her.â
The two gentlemen chatted for a while, talking about work, until Anxia descended from the second floor with graceful steps.
Richard was fixated on his seat, which was opposite the wooden stairs. Anxia wore a sleeveless white sack dress that stopped just above her knees. The shoes of his choice also adorn her beautiful legs. Her hair, initially messy, has been neatly arranged and left to fall back like a beautiful waterfall.
A few strands of hair on both sides fell over the shoulder. And her face... oh, how captivating his wife was. Not with tacky or flashy makeup like most women, but natural and fits perfectly with his wifeâs tiny face.
Anxia walked until she stopped at the bottom of the stairs looking straight into Richardâs eyes with an indescribable look. The aura around the girl seemed to give off the impression that Anxia wasnât a hitman or any other dark occupation. On the other hand, Anxiaâs current appearance gave off the image of a good girl from a prominent family.
Everything seemed perfect to Richard, and he didnât want to miss this precious moment of enjoying the beautiful creature in front of him.
The Anxia in front of him was not the Anxia who set him up four years ago with a sexy and flashy red outfit and a thick call girl-like red lipstick like a seductive woman.
This Anxia looked like an innocent girl who knew nothing about the outside world. For a moment, Richard forgot that his wife was not an innocent girl but a trained assassin who had taken many lives.
The impression of Anxiaâs current appearance was the opposite of her profession if she hadnât ruined this moment with her words.
âI will kill you if you are unsatisfied with my look!â
Richard and Thijs widened their eyes at this threat, and as if reminded of the girlâs profession, Richard burst out laughing.
A girl usually will ask something like âHow do I look?â at a time like this. Or something like âIs there something wrong with my appearance?â
But Anxia threatened him instead, making Richard not stop laughing while holding his stomach.
Ah, this wife of his was indeed unalike from the others.